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... Seamless — When Protocol Meets Paranoia
I awoke to titflesh.
Soft, suffocating, and unnervingly warm, a pair of pitch-black breasts had claimed my entire field of view like a loving, sentient eclipse. Onyx, it appeared, had taken the concept of "sleep cuddles" and redefined it into something more akin to erotic asphyxiation. She was sprawled across me in a possessive sprawl, like a sleepy predator draped over its favorite chew toy.
I gently shoved her aside with the prec ...
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